บท 194: Mating Press [18+] • [Ecchi]

[🎶 Turn Down For What – DJ Snake ¢ Lil Jon.]

Zara's sensuous body gleamed under the sun, pure, caramel red temptation. A gift from Aphrodite. She was shapely as freshly plucked fruit, bathed in the essence of blood. The ripe mounds of her bosoms as mangoes peeking out beneath the green fronds: a succulent, luscious yellow. Her skin, red as the Nile at dusk, and those creamy bountifuls under her gown worthy of pages in the [Kama Sutra]. She was his Egyptian Cleopatra.

Rafel was staring. 'I would pound this voluptuous dragon chick to the Alexandrian moon and back. I owe it to men everywhere. Hell! How the fuck did I not feel those knockers all the while we were up in the sky. She is soft as can be.' Peitho was listening in to her Host's ruminations for the thick red babe, but kept her own thoughts to herself.

She desired with all her artificial consciousness to see how this would end—or begin.